thoughts passing by the window
an old song coming from somewhere
You and me in the stopped clock
The moments I thought I'd forgotten bloom
Like a blurry shadow
You stay in me
Even the heart that has left
It's still here
stories hidden in the bookshelf
The more you turn the page, the more you spread
The more you try to erase it, the clearer it is
Your smile will wet your heart
Like a blurry shadow
You stay in me
Even the heart that has left
It's still here